#spideyhawk

[thelittlestspider]

nobody ships clint/peter and it depresses me

#kimi is typing #comics clint/peter. i wanna make that clear. #there's like one fic with them and they're a side pairing #and i'm like no pls i want them to be huge disasters together #i need a fic where peter accidentally becomes clint's horrible sugar baby #who is mean to him and judges his life choices #but still fixes his electronics for him and hangs out despite the horrors #clintpeter #spideyhawk

[clintismoved]

@crisispider -> gets a little thing cause i love you and clint misses his peter

❝ So you know that thing that I kept on putting off? ❞ He's got the best innocent smile that he could put on, pleading eyes that Peter won't even remember and so he'll be fine. Of course, how could he forget Peter's the one who brought it up in the first place weeks ago.

#VERSE -> CRISISPIDER -> Hey look who got an all new lease on life still same old loser Hawkeye entangled in Spiderman's web #SPIDEYHAWK -> 616 -> Familiarity is knowing his every line and crack even in the dark #idk he missed peter and them gave me this #crisispider #THREADS -> crisispider

[lurafita]

Clint barton cheating on wife with peter

Ah, sorry, that’s not a plot for me. I don’t like stories with cheating in them (not if the cheating is done by the characters I want to like and be in a relationship together, at least)

But I’m sure someone else might pick it up. :-)

#spideyhawk #hawkspider #peter parker #clint barton #cheating #ask #prompt

[sillybeelzebub]

OH OH OH CLINT

OTP: clintasha, of course : )

BROTP: ironhawk!!!

NOTP: spideyhawk

MEHTP: hulkeye

Rarepair: winterhawk (don't exactly know if this counts as a rarepair, but,,)

#clint barton #natasha romanoff #clintasha #ironhawk #tony stark #bruce banner #hulkeye #winterhawk #bucky barnes #marvel #marvel mcu #mcu #the avengers

[lady-misery]

I think they made Clint a little too cool and standoffish in this episode.

There’s two ways I can see Peter and Clint interactions. They either become bosom buddies and annoy the crap out of the other Avengers, or it’s a la Clint and Pietro in AOU.

I wonder which way it would go when Spiderman  joins the Avengers. (Because what would be the point of bringing Spidey into the MCU if he doesn’t eventually join them and play a role in Infinity Wars?)

#Clint Barton #Hawkeye #Peter Parker #Spiderman #Spideyhawk #Ultimate Spiderman #Avengers #Pietro Maximoff #Quicksilver #Quickeye #Quickhawk #Silvereye #Silverhawk #Avengers 2 #Avengers: Age of Ultron #Age of Ultron #AOU #Avengers: Infinity Wars #Lindsay muses #Lindsay watches Ultimate Spiderman

[lookinlikeaking]

if anyone ever wants to try and take eddy from me

remember i built him a valentine that he could burn down to reveal the lovey dovey message

top that

#i know exactly how to cater to his insanity ahahahahah #off days and broken legs #spideyhawk

[peterparkerinravenclaw]

Old Beginnings || SpideyHawk

Peter's day hadn't been a particularly long or stressful one, yet he still felt drained. As he leant against a wall in the courtyard, trying to regain some of the energy he felt he'd lost, his mind began to wander over things that he hadn't thought about it a while. He began to wonder what his Aunt May was doing and decided that the only thing to do would be to write her a letter and find out. Though it had been over a year since his uncle died, he still worried about her.

Peter hadn't written anyone in a while but always carried parchment around with him, just in case he needed it for class or to write something down in an emergency. He took the parchment out of his bag along with a quill and ink well and spread them out on a flat piece of stone. As he started the letter, he found himself become more and more enveloped in the task until he finished off the letter, signing it with a small heart. 'Maybe I should add a picture, to show her I'm okay' he thought to himself, tugging his camera out of his bag and turning it towards his face. Peter pulled his best smile which, much to his distaste, always turned out adorably awkward. 

After pulling the film out from the bottom he looked at the picture he had taken. Although desperately unhappy with it, he knew that it would make his Aunt feel better and so folded it up into the letter was already stuffing the envelope back into his bag before he noticed someone coming towards him. He stood up quickly, tossing his bag over his shoulder while causing his glasses to fall off in the process. "Oh, Merlin," he mumbled, bending down to pick them up off the ground before wiping them on the corner of his t-shirt.

#para: old beginnings #clint #spideyhawk #eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

[thelittlestspider]

clint/peter is literally the baseball announcers gossiping about simon and garfunkel

#spideyhawk

[clintismoved]

[TOUCH] The sender caresses the receiver's back, attempting to entice them back into bed.

Prompts from Post-Cotial, In Bed, or Honey Come Back memes -> Accepting

As the autumn leaves turn to crunches under their feet, their apartment's thermostat has been turned up to keep the home toasty as they wait out for the first of the season's storms. Snowfall already began, and every year like clockwork; clint turns his home into an oven. Blankets gathered over years and years get pulled out from storage; some being a thick woolen knit identify for outdoor use and others softer fleeces acquired more recently.

Each blanket has a distinct smell to them, or at least the ones he's had since he was in his twenties. Even as the mornings begin frost with them, making the hardwood floors unappealing for frozen toes to touch; his training could not go on for hibernation.

Clint knows his worth, his value to New York City, and it's that of being one of its heroes. Finest heroes might he add, along with being the best master marksman in the world. He's been in this business for years, with no retirement plan in sight, and the way he keeps on top of that is getting up in the mornings.

Early mornings, despite the rebellious and somewhat depressive part of his brain wanting to remain curled up in a dark warm hole shut odd from the world, were when he spent the time honing his skills. His two to four hour workout regime that keeps him fit and absolutely to keep up with heroes like Captain Marvel and Thor.

In the last few years, there has been on hindrance to this work out regime which hasn't affected his skill set, but did distrupt his sense of discipline with himself. That hindrance had one name and that was Peter Benjamin Parker, of whom was currently curled tightly into the flannel sheets swapped in for the wintry months.

Clint had been in the process of sitting up, stretching out his arms above his head and spine before he got out of bed (letting his legs savor the warmth) before he was up and going to slip himself out of bed and descend the loft staircase. He had reached a hand to pull the sheets and covers higher over Peter, tucking him in tight.

However, Peter doesn't keep himself tucked in that way. NO, Clint finds that out when two fingers start to walk up the back of his spine, fingers warm against his skin as Peter had slipped his hand underneath the sleep shirt that Clint's been sporting since the cold spell had hit the city.

The archer finds himself stalling, in fact more than stalling, Clint was actively leaning back as Peter's fingers continue to trace up and down his spine. A few moments he just breathes with the lines drawn on his back until he feels Peter start to spell out words on his back.

What's one missed morning? echoes in the back of his mind, it's a phrase he's thought often since Peter B. Parker has wormed his way into his house and bed.

First, S-T-A-Y is spelt along his spine but Peter doesn't stop there and he had already been convinced. It's thr next thing that Peter starts to write out along his spine as well.

I-W-O-R-K-U-O- and Peter doesn't have to finish that as Clint twists around to go kiss Peter's lips, whose peaked his head out of the blankets and he's looking at Clint with a gaze. He supposes that he could tuck himself back under the blankets.

I'll work you out is what he imagines Peter was implying, and the look in the dork, his dork's eyes was warm, inviting, and Clint likes the idea he was suggesting. He speaks only for Peter, with a whisper as he gets under the covers and lays his body over Peter's. His lips finding his lips again, ❝ And I'll keep you warm. ❞ He promises as his lips go for Peter's throat and Peter's hands are tucked back under his shirt.

This may be his preferred way to get sweaty, he'll thinks later after they have removed their clothes and kissed his way down Peter's body, currently working the both of them out.

#I was so EXCITED ABOUT THIS !! #all typed out on my phone and AHHHH the boys #about to have a toasty little morning uwu #little spicy #SPIDEYHAWK -> 616 -> Familiarity is knowing his every line and crack even in the dark #I LOVE THESE BOYS SO MUCH AHHH 💜 💙 ❤️ #Odin is maauling me j wasnt finished tagging #anyways BOYS IN THE MORNIGN #crisispider #THREADS -> Crisispider #VERSE -> CRISISPIDER -> Hey look who got an all new lease on life still same old loser Hawkeye entangled in Spiderman's web

[clintismoved]

I just need @crisispider to know Clint starts to call his and Peter's second daughter "floppy muppet"

So it's Bug (Mayday) and Floppy Muppet (Ashley)

If you just need to know how Clint is as a father. It's nicknames for the kids strictly.

#PARKER BARTONS -> The math ain't hard to do 'cause I choose you I choose you #MAYDAY PARKER -> SENTIMENTALSPIDER -> This little lady bug has landed here to stay to make my garden pretty and keep the weeds away #SPIDEYHAWK -> CRISISPIDER -> I wanna be barely hanging on I wanna be dancing dreaming bawling and weeping over you all of my life #thats it thats the post #ashley as a teenage is horrified her bay nickname was floppy muppet

[clintismoved]

@crisispider sent the MISTLETOE prompt -> 🌿🍒 x how ever many you want to write for however many muses of any combinations of our blogs. <3 -> well obviously clint's favorite spider deserves a smooch

The first holiday with someone was always a mixed bag. On one hand, he had already gotten through Thankgiving and the next two holidays were going to be exciting. On the other hand, it's kind of major and nerve wracking; an added level of expectation and stress. This was by far not there first kiss and he definitely hopes that this was no where near their last one.

Clint seen and heard about the telltales of relationships being tested in December and ending before the new year would come up. There's the extra filling to the holiday sandwich was that Peter was Jewish and Hanukkah was a whole week for him to worry about getting right; he has been determined to give his all to learning about how to celebrate and respect alongside Peter.

It was the middle of Hanukkah that week that he had remember to pick up some mistletoe and what's the harm? Peter's not the most traditional and he already mixing both holidays calling it Chrismukkah or however he had said it. It's the fourth day of Hanukkah that Clint had put up the mistletoe in his apartment, hanging off the loft railing so it hung near the dining area of his apartment.

Most of the Hanukkah celebration were happening at Peter's place anyways, but today he had promised Peter a lunch and to come by his place. The mistletoe being up was coincidence but it felt right when they sitting down at counter to eat lunch together and he points out the mistletoe hanging.

It's the perfect opportunity, not that they haven't shared a lot of kisses already, to give Peter a proper kiss to mark off their first winter holiday season together. While they are eating as Peter is licking his fingers, Clint points up toward the mistletoe hanging (he was sure that Peter already saw) and that's his move. He points it out, taking a hold of the wrist of the hand he had just been licking the fingers of.

Clint pulls, draws the two of them closer and his other hand goes to cup along Peter's jaw. Hold his face, breath in until his lips are on the other's. A good kiss the first of many.

This is what Peter Parker will learn is a happy tradition that Clint keeps. Over the next few years they would share together, Clint would find the right moments to point out the mistletoe that they would hang together so he could Peter in all close, hold him there and kiss him properly.

Hawkeye's always been a romantic sap, what could he say?

This year was like all the years before exception there was a new addition. Clint's still working out if it was weird to call Ashley Barton his daughter even if technically bloodline would say she was his niece. However, its a happy occurrence. After all this would be the first Christmas with her being with them. The first few months had been an adjustment along with a million questions from Mayday, which she really did take after Peter talking a mile a minute.

Clint's been carrying her around with him as they clean up from a dinner hosted for their friends. It's not the big holiday dinner, but it's December and Clint has always taken Christmas cheer as a month long thing other than two days.

She was drowsy, slumping against him and tucking her face in. He's chatting to her in soft whispers about the day that she'd had, playing with their guests' kids and that wasn't even the biggest of the parties to come. They still had the gathering of superheroes which he's excited to show off. Ashley was cute, chubby cheeked and further commitment to life he had with Peter.

Peter's finishing up with the dishes as Clint has cleared the the floor of toys to trip over. When the other superhero who is turning away from the sink and that's when Clint saw the opportunity. He points to the mistletoe with a smile, that's been hanging there this whole time.

Peter get the idea, but he doesn't go to cup his partner's cheek like he usually does. Instead, he holds up Ashley between the two of them. ❝ Ashe first; gotta christen her first Christmas. ❞ He says, meaning for them to kiss her cheeks at the same time. This was the life that he never thought he would have had, a thought he had robbed himself of chosing to play superhero with the big boys.

Ashley makes her little mumbles, whining as she wants to tuck her face back into one of them. Reaching towards Peter now and Clint passes her off. While he does so, that's when he steals the chance to cup his husband's face as he always does every year before their mistletoe kiss. Thumb rubs over his cheek, looking at him for a moment before going in for the kiss.

❝ I'll relive you of the rest of clean up duty; she's turning into a floppy Muppet. ❞

#VERSE -> CRISISPIDER -> Hey look who got an all new lease on life still same old loser Hawkeye entangled in Spiderman's web #SPIDEYHAWK -> 616 -> Familiarity is knowing his every line and crack even in the dark #PARKER BARTONS -> The math ain't hard to do 'cause I choose you I choose you

[clintismoved]

@crisispider -> Peter has once again DEEMED that whatever it was that Clint was doing was the INCORRECT thing to be doing because HE SHOULD be paying attention to Peter and he was not. So Peter had just CLIMBED his way into Clint's lap like he was a cat demanding pets.

At this point in his life, which the universe has a twisted way of getting involved and doing a whole lot of course correcting. They were in their sixties now, reaching toward dinosaur age. How they both had made it to this age was beyond him? Especially after everything the world had turned to.

They all lost so many people. He had been in the center of it, left alive while all his friends. The Avengers were no more, his team of Thunderbolrs traitors. Hell, Wolverine survived and he's spent some time with Logan, and Clint's gotten luckier than anyone else. He's caught up in that thought.

Leonard's alive, along with his kids and wife. His own daughters were spitfires, trouble for the whole world and shining beacons of hope. Peter's alive, and he's trying to do something for him. Sitting outside, watching the sun go down and lost in the long stretch of years lost to them.

Countryside over radiated, cities weren't what they use to; yet life was finding a way. There may be a day were the villains that became the world's dictators died out, a sense of order and peace could come back. His own homemade moonshine in a large jar being sipped upon, he's cut his hand twice now trying to carve up a chunk of wood.

That's what he was doing, trying to make something to commerate having some form of life together. A gift for Peter after so many years apart, the man's incredible and he knows some days his guy feels like a far cry from his spunky Spiderman self but he was as he remembered him.

He's done so well with keeping their girls alive, teaching them everything they needed for the new world and it's suppose to be a surprise. He's carving away with a knife, and that gets dropped out of his hand when his husband surprises him.

They both too old for this but Peter's dropping into his lap. For a moment, Clint things the chair he was sitting on was going to give out with the added weight of Peter. A loud OMFPH is made from his lips as his lap is filled with a sixty something year old Peter Parker, climbing on him like he was a needy pet in dire need of love.

PETER WAS LIKE HE REMEMBERED. It took them a few months to fall back into the rhythm with each other, but here's Peter doing like he would have back in their Brooklyn home. Taking up his space whenever he pleased, dictating that whatever Clint was doing wasn't as important as holding him.

And he would be correct. A chuckle leaves him next, rumbles in his throat and chest, and then he croaks, ❝ Hey now, Mister, y'know 'm not as young as I use ta' be? ❞ He presses a kiss to the side of his head, a hand going up to ruffle his hair.

He's not losing any of that, which thank God he won't have to imagine Peter bald. It's thinning somewhat with age, but he'll be damned if he says that the salt and pepper that Peter has got going on wasn't one of the most attractive things. Just as he vowed, they got to grow old together.

❝ Y'know I was doin' somethin' top secret, not for pesky husband's eyes. ❞ He grumbles, but Clint's arms have already snaked around Peter and holding him tight. He's not moving away from him anytime soon. ❝ Too late now, you're not going anywhere. ❞ Another two kisses pressed to his cheeks.

Desire to dote on him for life, grow old together like he promised decades ago. They defintiely weren't getting up until he's been thoroughly loved on. That and he definitely thinks that neither of them could get up, or if they tried the chair was going to break.

#digging these out cause i wanted to write them #this is months old ask and its now been turned into a wastelands things #SPIDEYHAWK -> WASTELANDS -> Something in the orange tells me we're not done #crisispider #THREADS -> Crisispider #[ VERSE; wastelands ]You can run on for a long time sooner of later god'll cut you down

[clintismoved]

time for the tag drop palooza that is tags for mel (hang in there bestie) for you @crisispider & @sentimentalspider (lenny's next/tomorrow)

SPIDEYHAWK -> CRISISPIDER -> I wanna be barely hanging on I wanna be dancing dreaming bawling and weeping over you all of my life

SPIDEYHAWK -> 616 -> Familiarity is knowing his every line and crack even in the dark

PETER PARKER -> CRISISPIDER -> Dork with a big heart who cares about people and always puts others first even when he doesn't have to

SPIDEYHAWK -> WASTELANDS -> Something in the orange tells me we're not done

PARKER BARTONS -> The math ain't hard to do 'cause I choose you I choose you

MAYDAY PARKER -> SENTIMENTALSPIDER -> This little lady bug has landed here to stay to make my garden pretty and keep the weeds away

SPIDEYHAWK -> STAR TREK -> The day that I met you the world had just spit me out on my way to the bottom; fall into me and I'll catch you

SPIDEYHAWK -> MASS EFFECT -> If you'll be my star I'll be your sky you can hide underneath me and come out at night

SPIDEYHAWK -> DRAGON AGE -> I had been lost to you sunlight and flew like a moth to you sunlight oh sunlight oh your love is sunlight

#PETER PARKER -> CRISISPIDER -> Dork with a big heart who cares about people and always puts others first even when he doesn't have to #SPIDEYHAWK -> WASTELANDS -> Something in the orange tells me we're not done #MAYDAY PARKER -> SENTIMENTALSPIDER -> This little lady bug has landed here to stay to make my garden pretty and keep the weeds away #PARKER BARTONS -> The math ain't hard to do 'cause I choose you I choose you #SPIDEYHAWK -> 616 -> Familiarity is knowing his every line and crack even in the dark #SPIDEYHAWK -> CRISISPIDER -> I wanna be barely hanging on I wanna be dancing dreaming bawling and weeping over you all of my life #SPIDEYHAWK -> MASS EFFECT -> If you'll be my star I'll be your sky you can hide underneath me and come out at night #SPIDEYHAWK -> STAR TREK -> The day that I met you the world had just spit me out on my way to the bottom; fall into me and I'll catch you #SPIDEYHAWK -> DRAGON AGE -> I had been lost to you sunlight and flew like a moth to you sunlight oh sunlight oh your love is sunlight #OOC -> Blog Upkeep

[lookinlikeaking]

//writes up au tidbit for eddy

Eddy: Daww that's cute

Eddy: Dawww that's cute

Eddy: Dawwwww that's cute

Eddy: ... daw that's sad.

#off days and broken legs #I am the worstest #spideyhawk

[lookinlikeaking]

sits in room doing nothing but watching eddy sort his yu gi oh cards

bwaaa he's so cute

#off days and broken legs #spideyhawk

[lookinlikeaking]

kohikki replied to your post:WHY DOES RENNER ALWAYS DIE

I have never seen that many no-s in my life

atouchofmacabre replied to your post “WHY DOES RENNER ALWAYS DIE”

oh my fucking god BOO

notice the time stamps

I was hyper typing them all too

this is what eddy deals with on movie date nights

#kohikki #atouchofmacabre #acesetsitonfire #spideyhawk #off days and broken legs